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The South (feat. Lil Jairmy) Video (MV)




Performed By: KWA Dumbway
Language: English
Length: 3:30
Written by: Dominic Johnson, Jairmy Long




KWA Dumbway - The South (feat. Lil Jairmy) Lyrics




Only the real can relate
This shit i spit out my mouth
I do this shit for pimp c
Im finna take back the south
I do this shit fa them young niggas who stay down in the trap
They took that shit to johnny dang put that shit in they mouth

Only the real can relate
This shit i spit out my mouth
I do this shit for pimp c
Im finna take back the south
I do this shit fa them young niggas who stay down in the trap
They took that shit to johnny dang put that shit in they mouth

You see drugs and plastic thugs aint gone change the hood
I put the floaters on the delta so i can coast the hood
I put the pistol down and put the mic up to my mouth
I had a show up in the K the gang and rocked it out
Quil dropped knowledge from the feds that shit there motivate me
Labels aint calling now but when they do they gotta pay me
Police crooked in my city they killed Michael Dean
Searched and pulled me over took ten thousand out my jeans
They want me dead or in the feds they tryna shatter dreams
Dont want my son to be a killer im tryna raise a king
Remember days when we was starving we was bunkin feins
I had a pocket full of stones i was like 13
Attach the 50 on the AR just to clear the scene
One day you here next day you gone and i cant leave the team
Double cupped my Styrofoam i overdosed on lean
Designer down inside my casket Neiman Marcus fein

Only the real can relate
This shit i spit out my mouth
I do this shit for pimp c
Im finna take back the south
I do this shit fa them young niggas who stay down in the trap
They took that shit to johnny dang put that shit in they mouth

Only the real can relate
This shit i spit out my mouth
I do this shit for pimp c
Im finna take back the south
I do this shit fa them young niggas who stay down in the trap
They took that shit to johnny dang put that shit in they mouth

Only the real can relate
This shit i spit out my mouth
I do this shit for pimp c
Im finna take back the south
I do this shit fa them young niggas who stay down in the trap
They took that shit to johnny dang put that shit in they mouth

I just came from Louisiana in a fleetwood lac
I just sold them niggas shit that'll put they feet on they back
Got a pocket full of stones servin that crack
They booked the kid on the road i had the club so packed
Young nigga gone die chasing his dreams life aint what it seems
I aint hiding behind the scenes in the streets like Dr King
Attitude like Malcolm X we get this shit by any means
Early morning serving feins in the trenches pulling schemes
While running from the 12 grass stains on my jeans
Gas gang till i die ill forever rep the team
Dont let them cross you out remember what we talked about
If you aint talkin bout how to get the gwuap then what you talking bout
Remember when we hit them niggas block we let them choppas out
I just kept shooting and didnt stop until the glock was out
We dont talk bout numbers on the phone or no body counts
I been puttin in work for so damn long this shit gotta count
Niggas tryna count me out cashing out a big amount
Bitches thinking im pimping cause im slick wit it when i talk
Niggas smell that ima boss you can tell by how i walk
Jairmy real street nigga he dont be on sidewalks
Biggest independent nigga in the city dog besides walk
This just the beginning told them niggas that im taking off
Told that bitch to take it off feel like im pimp c
I hit the freeway just to break em off know they wanna take me out
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Only the real can relate
This shit i spit out my mouth
I do this shit for pimp c
Im finna take back the south
I do this shit fa them young niggas who stay down in the trap
They took that shit to johnny dang put that shit in they mouth

Only the real can relate
This shit i spit out my mouth
I do this shit for pimp c
Im finna take back the south
I do this shit fa them young niggas who stay down in the trap
They took that shit to johnny dang put that shit in they mouth

You see drugs and plastic thugs aint gone change the hood
I put the floaters on the delta so i can coast the hood
I put the pistol down and put the mic up to my mouth
I had a show up in the K the gang and rocked it out
Quil dropped knowledge from the feds that shit there motivate me
Labels aint calling now but when they do they gotta pay me
Police crooked in my city they killed Michael Dean
Searched and pulled me over took ten thousand out my jeans
They want me dead or in the feds they tryna shatter dreams
Dont want my son to be a killer im tryna raise a king
Remember days when we was starving we was bunkin feins
I had a pocket full of stones i was like 13
Attach the 50 on the AR just to clear the scene
One day you here next day you gone and i cant leave the team
Double cupped my Styrofoam i overdosed on lean
Designer down inside my casket Neiman Marcus fein

Only the real can relate
This shit i spit out my mouth
I do this shit for pimp c
Im finna take back the south
I do this shit fa them young niggas who stay down in the trap
They took that shit to johnny dang put that shit in they mouth

Only the real can relate
This shit i spit out my mouth
I do this shit for pimp c
Im finna take back the south
I do this shit fa them young niggas who stay down in the trap
They took that shit to johnny dang put that shit in they mouth

Only the real can relate
This shit i spit out my mouth
I do this shit for pimp c
Im finna take back the south
I do this shit fa them young niggas who stay down in the trap
They took that shit to johnny dang put that shit in they mouth

I just came from Louisiana in a fleetwood lac
I just sold them niggas shit that'll put they feet on they back
Got a pocket full of stones servin that crack
They booked the kid on the road i had the club so packed
Young nigga gone die chasing his dreams life aint what it seems
I aint hiding behind the scenes in the streets like Dr King
Attitude like Malcolm X we get this shit by any means
Early morning serving feins in the trenches pulling schemes
While running from the 12 grass stains on my jeans
Gas gang till i die ill forever rep the team
Dont let them cross you out remember what we talked about
If you aint talkin bout how to get the gwuap then what you talking bout
Remember when we hit them niggas block we let them choppas out
I just kept shooting and didnt stop until the glock was out
We dont talk bout numbers on the phone or no body counts
I been puttin in work for so damn long this shit gotta count
Niggas tryna count me out cashing out a big amount
Bitches thinking im pimping cause im slick wit it when i talk
Niggas smell that ima boss you can tell by how i walk
Jairmy real street nigga he dont be on sidewalks
Biggest independent nigga in the city dog besides walk
This just the beginning told them niggas that im taking off
Told that bitch to take it off feel like im pimp c
I hit the freeway just to break em off know they wanna take me out
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Writer: Dominic Johnson, Jairmy Long
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